short story times
In the throes of my boredom at work, I wrote a short story that I posted on my other blog. I can't remember the last time I actually wrote anything remotely creative. I got bored of writing it near the end, but nonetheless I am happy to have written something in a non-essay format.
It's gray and drizzling here in Toronto, but my heart feels surprisingly light.
It's gray and drizzling here in Toronto, but my heart feels surprisingly light.